Tranquillity
is to recognise...

I wrote millions of poems for this little rose
and they still are not enough...

She said that I was too sad, too damaged,
though I disagreed, ratiocinating...

I love and you leave
Then...

When God whispers your body
to my seizing hands...

The dawns of towns are
empowered by the shadows...

it is the objective of life
to take everything...

Life is not easy
for easiness is like seeping...

Now
is a magnificent creature of infinity...

The knight
armoured all in white...

There is just personal death
and collective continuum...

Why just in opposite can we unite
and tie...